The Invincible Mercenary King

Chapter 1 

High above the sky, a sliver plane was flying through clouds colored red and orange by the morning

In the plane, Haylan Jaber leaned against the window frame and looked down at the rugged, mountains below, feeling a bit edgy. “It’s been eight years. How are Mom and Dad? With all the money I sent back, they must have moved into a big mansion, he thought.

He was twenty-eight years old and had thick brows and stunningly beautiful eyes. He was quite good- looking

He had a worn duffel bag across his shoulder and wore a white tank top, a plaid shirt with jeans, and a pair of muddy cowboy boots. They were all cheap stuff, and he looked downright broke.

However, the cold, fleeting gleam in his eyes was sharp as a fine knife that could slice anyone’s throat in the blink of an eye.

The stubble on his chin made him look older than he was.

Looking out of the window, he peered down at the familiar yet strange city below the clouds with anticipation in his eyes.

Eight years ago, he had left his hometown and gone abroad, ending up being tricked into the devil’s

den.

He’d been treated like an aminal there and gone through the darkest and most horrible things. That place was hell.

They put him through hard labor, took his blood, and sold it. They even wanted to take one of his kidneys.

Fortunately, before they did that, a group of mercenaries with masks broke in and saved him. After that, he joined them and started training under the head of the mercenaries. He hid his identity with the mask they gave him and became a medic who supported other soldiers in numerous missions. Since then, he’d been living in anonymity as a mercenary.

Eight years had passed. Starting from the lowest rank, he gradually climbed to the top of the military ladder and became the Mercenary King, who was now known as the Sovereign of Shadows.

Under his command, Shadow Knights had killed drug lords, warlords, and generals and threatened the Lord of Whileal Kingdom. He’d been living on the edge, and gunshots were part of his everyday life, but he had also raked in fortunes.

Every month, with no exceptions, he would disappear from the army for a few days to meet a friend from his hometown and working abroad, asking him to help send a significant sum of cash home to his parents. Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

He didn’t use bank transfers for fear that his parents information might be leaked and his enemies might take revenge on them

Haylan was sure that with all the money he’d earned as a mercenary in the past eight years, his family would have long got rid of poverty and lived a luxurious and carefree life.

“Mr. Jaber, thank you for your help”

At this moment, a young woman walked to his side and looked at him with an eager face.

She was a knockout with big eyes, sensual lips, and creamy, unblemished skin.

She was curvy with big boobs and willowy without a spare ounce.

It was hard to look away from her lovely assets.

She had an hourglass waist and long, slender legs.

Her face was angelic, but her body was devilishly hot.

She was a bombshell whom any man would easily fall for.

Her name was Reign Labenz. She was the CEO of a global business group.

A while ago, she had gone abroad on a business trip and been “accidentally” led into a war zone,

There, mercenaries attacked her, and all the guards she brought with her were shot to death. She escaped into the woods, but those mercenaries soon found and caught her.

Just before those vicious thugs assaulted her, Haylan walked out of the woods and killed all of them. Then he carried her on his back and brought her out of the war zone. It had taken her seven days to be in the clear and get on the plane home.

During this process, they inevitably had lots of close physical contact.

As a result, she treated Haylan very well, and her eyes brimmed with tenderness and gratitude when she looked at him.

“You’re welcome. We’re both from the Longhard Kingdom, and you were defenseless and all alone. Of course, I’d help you.” Haylan said in a monotone.

Reign took out a gold-plated card and handed it to Haylan. “Mr. Jaber, after we return home, feel free to call me if you need help with anything,” she said.

“Okay.”

Haylan took the card and slid it into his pocket in an off-handed manner.

Reign saw that, and her lips twitched.

That was her personal card. Anyone with that card could get VIP treatment in all the companies she owned. Across the whole Longhard Kingdom, only about ten people had been given her personal

card.

Many people would give their right arm for it, and those who had it all saw it as an honor and

treasure.

However, Haylan didn’t seem to care much about it.

“Anything else?” Haylan asked.

Reign furrowed her brows and felt a bit frustrated.

She was the wealthiest woman in the Longhard Kingdom. She had unparalleled privileges in the

and was met with respect and admiration wherever she went.

country

People scrambled to be in her good graces, yet Haylan was indiffereward her. His distant attitude made Reign feel that she was so very charmless.

Seeing that Haylan had no intention of spending time with her, she said begrudgingly, “No. See you in the Longhard Kingdom.”

That said, she turned around and returned to the first class.

Before boarding the flight, she’d offered Haylan a first-class ticket, but he’d insisted on flying coach.

After being given her personal card, he didn’t look happy, which made no sense to Reign.

“What a weirdo! Am I not attractive in his eyes at all?” she wondered.

Reign walked and couldn’t stop thinking about it.

She then looked down at her boobs with a confused expression.

“I am attractive! I’m 36D, at least! That weirdo must be blind if he doesn’t find me attractive!” Reign thought assertively.

Haylan took a glance at Reign’s back.

He admitted that she was beautiful and sexy. No man could walk past her without glancing at her big

butt.

But she was just someone he’d saved. That was all.

After returning to the Longhard Kingdom, he was just one of the millions at the bottom, while Reign was still the wealthiest woman in the country. Chances were that they would never meet again.

“She’s rich, but I’m loaded too,” Haylan thought.

He took out the card and threw it into the trash bag.

Eight years was long enough for him to meet all kinds of girls: royal princesses, movie stars, and holy maids of great religious sects…

Compared with them, the title “the richest woman in the Longhard Kingdom” wasn’t that appealing.

Besides, he didn’t come back to find himself a girlfriend and was on a critical mission given by his master. Before he got it done, he didn’t have any time for Reign.

Turning his gaze back to the floating clouds outside, he suddenly noticed something, and his pupils. dilated.

Outside the passenger jet, two fighters were flying in stealth.

Both of them had a fierce and scary dragon painted on their fuselages.

The two pilots turned their heads to Haylan and saluted him. They mouthed, “We were ordered to escort you back to the Longhard Kingdom!”

“I don’t need you to escort me! Go back!” Haylan mouthed back with a reproaching face.

The two pilots didn’t listen to him and kept flying in stealth until the passenger jet entered the airspace of the Longhard Kingdom. Then they turned around and left.

“Hey, country bumpkin. My girlfriend wants to see the view outside the window. Give your seat to

her!”

When Haylan was inwardly blaming the two pilots for doing something totally unnecessary, a bossy voice shouted at him.

A middle-aged man in a suit with a pot belly was staring down at him condescendingly.

Behind him stood a young girl. She had a sweet face, but the arrogance in her eyes said she was anything but sweet.

“Are you talking to me?” Haylan asked, his brows knitted.

“Yeah. I’ll give you a grand, and you’ll give your seat to my girlfriend.”

The middle-aged man impatiently took a grand from his wallet and threw it at Haylan with an imperious face.

When he bought the tickets, all the seats by the window had been taken. After getting on board, his new girlfriend kept whining about not being able to enjoy the view outside the window.

He looked around at everyone in the cabin and decided that Haylan could be pushed around easily So he strode over and demanded to change seats with him.

He believed that a country bumpkin like Haylan would do anything given a grand.

Haylan felt humiliated.

He hadn’t been humiliated in a long time.

His eyes turned glacial, and he snapped without looking at the cash. “Go away!”

*Country bumpkin, have you heard of the ten great families of the Lightdom City? The Lynch family is one of them, and my name is Navier Lynch. How dare you talk to me like that? You must have a death wish!”

The middle-aged man went ballistic and was to slap Haylan hard across his face.

Haylan slightly narrowed his eyes and beat him to it.

Slap!

Blood sprayed out from Xavier’s mouth as he was sent flying and landed on the ground with a thud. like a ragdoll.

“Lucas!”

The pretty girl blanched with terror and hurried to help Xavier up.

Blood was oozing from the corners of Xavier’s mouth, and he felt his face was on fire.

Exasperated, he pointed at Haylan and growled, “You got a lot of nerve beating me. You’re dead, boy.

“Just wait until the plane lands. I promise you won’t be able to leave the airport.”

“Are you threatening me?” Haylan leveled a hard stare at him.

His gaze was sharp and penetrating as he looked at Xavier like a god looked at a pathetic mortal.